Wednesday, 30 September 2015

Must get a post in for September.

It hasn't been a wonderful month. 

My dear nephew lost his battle with cancer and things don't get much worse than this. I was seven when he was born and became an aunt so although he was too close in age to really be the next generation, it felt like it. I am just very pleased his diagnosis happened after my sister's demise. It would have killed her to lose her son like this. His sisters have had a few horrible years.

To add to that news, my fibro has been as bad as it ever was. And today even worse than that, even laying down in bed is intolerable. The only way is up.

And on the upside I have finished quilting the giant quilt. I haven't bound it yet. Quite honestly I am scared because there is no where to lay it down and square it off.... All ideas on squaring a quilt without having floor space welcome. (by the way libraries in the UK are not open to this like they seem to be in the USA). It lies sadly neglected in the unused sitting room.

 So copping out of that decision until I feel in less pain, I have gone back to the hexagon quilt. The top of the square has been appliqued down, the right hand side has been loosely prepped. The other two sides are just roughly pinned but will not be prepped until the second side is down.
Sorry it is just draped over a sofa.

Friday, 28 August 2015

Skenfrith embroidered cope Part 2

For some reason Blogger wouldn't let me add all the photos. So here are the rest. They were preparing the church (St Brigits, 800 years old the same as the castle just a few feet away), for a the wedding of a local girl. I wish I could put the heavenly perfume of the sweetpeas and honeysuckle on the blog.

There was an interesting tomb in the church as well.

We had lunch in glorious sunshine in the Bell's garden over the road. And Pimms of course.

Even the bridge is delightful.

On just the other side of the bridge, a mother with her two boys and their dog were playing in the river. How lovely to do this during the school holidays on a hot summer day?
On the way home we stumbled across this castle. It is a private residence and therefore not opened to the public. I asked on a local group about it and one of the members had been a postman who just would walk in and lay the post on the kitchen table or find them in the walled garden if the castle was locked. It is an 800 year old castle heavily refurbished in the 20th century. Pembridge Castle if you wish to Google it. It appears there is scaffolding on one of the towers where a Catholic Bishop was hanged for his faith. I don't think I would like to spend the night there.